 | 1818 - 762 страници
...leaves behind. Which out of things familiar, undesign'd. When least we deem of such, calls up to vieir The spectres whom no exorcism can bind. The cold — the changed — perchance the dead — anew. The mourn'd, the, loved, the Io*t — too many! — yet how few ! Wearied with the contemplation of scenes... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1818 - 624 страници
...which it leaves behind, Which out ot things familiar, undesigned, When least we deem of auch, culls up to view The spectres whom no exorcism can bind,...anew The mourned, the loved, the lost — too many ! yet how few ! The following exquisite hurst of patriotism will surely be thought to more than atone... | |
 | 1818 - 638 страници
...blackening which it Icárea behind, Which out of things familiar, undesign'd, When least we deem of such, calls up to view The spectres whom no exorcism can...— the changed — perchance the dead — anew, The mourn'd, the loved, the lost — too many ! — yet how few !" We find, accordingly, that in the course... | |
 | 1818 - 806 страници
...blackening which it leaves behind. Which out of things familiar, undesign'd, When least we deem of such, calls up to view The spectres whom no exorcism can...— the changed — perchance the dead — anew. The mourn'd, the loved, the lost — too many! — yet how few ! Wearied with the contemplation of scenes... | |
 | 1818 - 502 страници
...blackening which it leave* behind, Which out of things familiar, undetign'd. When least we deem of such, calls up to view The spectres whom no exorcism can...cold— the changed— perchance the dead — anew, The motirn'd, the loied, the lost— too many ! yet how few! XXV. But my soul wanders ; I demand it back... | |
 | 1818 - 574 страници
...which it leaves behind, c2 Which out of things familiar, undesign'd, « When least we deem of such, calls up to view The spectres whom no exorcism can...— the changed — perchance the dead — anew, The mourn'd, the loved, the lost — too many ! — yet how few! '' (P. 14, 15.). From this picture of... | |
 | 1818 - 628 страници
...blackening which it leaves behind, Which out of things familiar, undesign'd, When least we deem of such, calls up to view The spectres whom no exorcism can bind, The cold — tlie changed — perchance the dead — anew, The mourn'd, the loved, the lost — too many ! —... | |
 | H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1818 - 500 страници
...blackening which it leaves behind, Which out of things familiar, undesign'd, When least we deem of such, calls up to view The spectres whom no exorcism can bind. The colil— the changed— -perchance the dea J — anew, The rnounv'd, die luve.V Ih* 1«n«He* IMS?... | |
 | Arthur Jewitt - 1818 - 520 страници
...blackening which it leaves behind, Which out of things familiar, undesigned, When least we deem of snch, calls up to view The spectres whom no exorcism can bind, The cold—the changed—perchance the dead—anew, The mourned, the loved, the lost— too many !—yet... | |
 | George Gordon N. Byron (6th baron.) - 1819 - 466 страници
...blackening which it leaves behind, Which out of things familiar, undesign'd, When least we deem of such, calls up to view The spectres whom no exorcism can...the changed — perchance the dead — anew, * . The mourn'd, the loved, the lost— too many!— yet how few! XXV. But my soul wanders ; I demand it back... | |
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When least we deem of such, calls up to view The spectres whom no exorcism can bind, The cold — the changed — perchance the dead — anew, * . The mourn'd, the loved, the lost— too many!— yet how few! 
